“I was, a near grown man, sat in his dank, dark and rickety digs, feverishly hovering about the glare of a computer screen like a disorientated moth, one searching for a flaming light of recognition from someone/anyone!” LoveTechnologyMadnessRevengeWriterTwitterMothsPunctuationIndieTwisted RomanceTom ConradSticklersThat Semicolon Bitch Had To Die Author:Tom Conrad